Lexx and the City

  So you might all be wondering why I called this meeting. I admit, it was the last thing I expected to do today. After all, I have been persona non grata in the blogger-verse for at least 4 years now. I guess I kind of forgot how. Also, the last time I used this blog I had the distinct impression that I was shouting into an already too loud void. Now it seems that the age of the blog is pretty much over. TikTok has killed the proverbial "radio star." But one thing a blog can do for me that a TikTok video cannot is give me room to tell you where I've been the last few years.  So I'm a bad little indie author. Trust me, I've beat myself up about it over and over again. To the point where I've literally been paralyzed to do anything about it. Have you ever had the sensation that you have so many things to do that you just can't do anything? Yeah, that's where I've been. I have tons of books to write and even more tons of promo to do, but I just haven

And so it begins. The obligatory girlie-blog post about fitness or the lack thereof. If you've ever seen me, you know that Lexx ain't no pixie. All my life I've been a chubby piece of Heaven. Don't get me wrong. I'm not downing myself or anything. I think I'm pretty doggone beautiful and my husband does too. For me, "fat" has always been something I am, not something bad, and I think that's a pretty good attitude to have. Bodies are different and there's nothing we can do about it. If we all looked the same, what a boring world it would be. I don't think that being "fat" necessarily has anything to do with how healthy a person is, and definitely nothing to do with how beautiful a person is. However, this year is the ten year anniversary of my mother's death. My mom died at age 66 from congestive heart failure, which is a complication that can arise from cardiovascular disease. Cardiovascular disease is an inherited trait